indepenDANCE Club and Rastro, Madrid


I just got back from church and I almost fell asleep like five times.  I’m exhausted.  Last night was wild.  I wanted to meet up with a friend of mine from Newport who has been living in Madrid since September.  He gave me directions, and told me to take the metro.  So, about California people and public transportation…it’s sort of like a foreign language.  I was super nervous because I didn’t want to get lost, but at the same time I figured if everyone was saying it was easy I better be able to figure it out.

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Thoughts on a Subway in Madrid

Sitting on the metro.  I hope I’m on the right one.  I didn’t want to carry my journal and regretting it because now I have to use my iphone as a notetaker.  This would be a perfect time to write.

Tonight is my second night in Madrid and first night alone in Spain.  I’m not nervous.  My Spanish is better than I thought it was; it’s just the different accent and rapid speaking that makes me second guess all of my responses.  That will get easier.

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Day 1. Arriving in Madrid


Getting here was easier than getting to Italy or Brazil.  It’s just a 5-hour to Jersey and a 6.5-hour from there.  The hard part is the jetlag but I’m hoping that will be fine by tomorrow.  I lost my phone charger somewhere in NJ.  I was distracted.

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